In the lab where I work as a student assistant, my boss is a photographer. I mean that in every sense of the word. MFA student, practitioner of alternate processes, uses multiple large format cameras etc. While he explores all formats, he prefers to shoot film above else and his passion is making prints. He focuses his art on the object and the final actual physical print. It's what brings him the most pleasure to create.
I'll get back to this later. (I promise it will tie in. Haha.)
Flashback to my sophomore year of college. I was taking a literature class where, although the Powerpoint slides were uploaded on the internet, I was simultaneously copying them down by hand onto my notebook. I did not think much about this. The only reason I did it was because it was an inconvenience to take my laptop to class. After the semester ended, my computer died and I lost all of the slides from the class. Being young and quite immature, I was not in the practice of regularly backing up my data. I lost all of slides, essays information on Romantic, Victorian and 20th century literature and was a very sad person. One day while moping over my loss, I stumbled upon my notebook and discovered that I had all of the slides copied down by hand!
An epiphany resulted. One that I have been contemplating ever since. It was not really the expected "back-up your stuff!" type of realization. It was something deeper.
Around the time that this happened, I over-heard my boss talking about his photographic processes and his focus on the object. Reflecting back on how I had lost my data in my crash, I tied the two events together and realized not just how convenient this is, but how much value it is as well. I started to look at things differently and finally understood my boss' philosophy. At my job, I work and handle physical historical documents centuries old and the tangibility of them is something unsurpassed. I have held in my hands a centuries old copy of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales, and the feeling and energy in that book is something I cannot describe.
Since that day, I have made a point to write down everything. If I write something on the computer, I back it up of course, but I also print it out. I have a small black note-book where I write down my verses, and I have printed copies of all of my poems that I carry with me constantly. They are the most cherished thing I have, and If my computer crashes and I lose everything, I still have the original idea.
But as I said, I couldn't help but think more about this. I now have a natural tendency to cherish things that are tangible and made by hand. Even though I am proficient in Photoshop, I still try to draw by hand. Even though I am an excellent typist, I make a point to practice my handwriting. I also prefer to read books rather than online (no matter how much time I spend online, heh). Why? If I one day am without a computer, I'll know how to be productive as well as entertain myself.
But I also thought about the bigger picture. Amazon just rolled out their Cloud service, so you can now access your library from any mobile device or device that has an internet connection. (Minus the Kindle, I think.) There's the iTunes store, online repositories, and online storage, and wifi, and bluetooth, and digital archiving and digital libraries. All wonderful technologies for reliability and access that are for sure going to continue developing into the future. Not only that, but consider how telegrams are obsolete and landlines in private homes are getting rarer and rarer. Then there's the whole digital cable/digital TV thing. All conveniences.
But what if one day, we couldn't use them?
Case in point: one day at our house we suffered a strange blackout. The electricity went out. No internet or TV. But along with that, neither three of the cell phones in the house (Verizon and T-Mobile) had a signal. Pushing aside what might have caused this, in order to communicate with someone to see if they were having the same problem, we had to get in a car and drive.
I had already had my epiphany and this is something that resonated in me. We argue the durability of technology and how things are safer and can never be lost, but what if something did happen? We are so technologically advanced, but will this advancement ruin us should something happen? (Of course, this is barring the people who live in the country or backwoods or who choose to live without much reliance technology except a phone.)
For those of you who have read Cormac McCarthy's THE ROAD, this should sound familiar. In the end of a natural disaster that wipes out all of our modern conveniences, we are forced to become primal and venture out for food and survival. (This also brings up the survival shows on TV that show you how to survive on your own with raw materials.)
I may be going off tangent here. Am I talking about losing modern conveniences (electricity and such) or 21st century technology? (Internet, wireless etc.) Well, I'm not sure if one can talk about losing one without losing the other. (Someone enlighten me on this, please.) I have gone from talking about art to society, which might not be surprising. What I'm trying to get at is the value of the object. A Photoshop masterpiece or a digital photo versus a stone statue or a photo that has been developed into a print. One can be lost if you pull the plug, the other requires actual physical destruction. The points is not that they can both be lost, but the lengths to destroy it.
As a little side thought, it makes me think of toys: When I go to an Apple-store I see 2-5 year olds playing games on computers and I immediately flashback to playing with Hotwheels, Barbies, Playdoh, Legos and coloring books. Even as an adult, though I delight in the occasional first person shooter, I love my metal-cast brainteasers and Legos. (This starts a different conversation about imagination and the value
of playing with tangible objects, if anyone wants to start it or has done so already.)
This post may be a little fatalistic, but it's something that travels with me when I see my/our reliance on technology. Yes, it has happened in prior generations with prior technology, but now that technology is growing at an incredible pace, it's unavoidable. I once told my mom, if something should happen that you can't reach me by phone or computer, that she should await my letter in the mail by way of horse-drawn mail carriage.